All she needs is a tattoo of a hula dancer

You know, for all her delicate mannerisms, Miss Lily sure can show some…hm…less than ladylike behaviors.

I had trouble sleeping last night, so came downstairs to listen to quiet music and try to relax. All 4 dogs were in bed with #3, so I “borrowed” Lily for company in the hours of dark-whatever.

Before jumping in my lap she located a rawhide chip. Once up she proceeded to grunt and slurp her way through 2 am, then, discarding the chip, worked halfway though 3 am belching and farting like a stevedore. Then she decided conversation was the agenda for the latter half of 3 am and first quarter of 4. Punctuating her “words” with still more gaseous emmission, she was pleased with herself. I decided that yes, she is Dear Departed Lucy in a smaller package.

See, look for yourself.

Lucy

Lily

Lucy (and #3)